Soon, the black car stopped at the entrance of the Yao Residence. Cheng Yan turned sideways, wondering if he should wake her up or carry her back. "Hm," he hummed to himself.
Yao Tang had seemed so vigilant, yet she fell asleep in his car. Did that mean that she trusted him?
Pursing his lips, he leaned forward and was just about to push her hair back when his hand was suddenly suspended mid-air. When he looked back, he saw that the girl had already seated up with her eyes wide open.
She didn't look like she had just woken up.
Seemed like he's been deceived.
Ha!
Cheng Yan didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, his dark eyes glinted with amusement and interest as he leaned forward at the young woman.
